Half a day as a hawker

yo people!! this entry is long but continue reading if you want.. :D the best son in the world is in da house!! make some noise!! haha.. ok told you what i done to derserve some pat on the back and well done.. ok woke up at 8.30am.. had many night mares.. woke up lots of time.. super shag when i left the house.. went early and greeted mum and work begin right away.. she called home to tell me to reach at 10.30 but i already left the house.. haha.. ok this were the things i've done.. for those customers that ate in the house.. i must coup a bowl of rice and place it on the plate, and coup a bowl of soup.. its boiling hot and i got scald many times, those who are taking away.. a coup on to a wrapper and put it into a plastic bag and take chilli and a spoon.. ok sounds easy right? guess what.. everything got to do very fast.. our stall is known for it's effective and efficent in serving customers.. and the customers come endlessly.. stood there straight for many hours without having a rest.. then i learnt myself to packet chilli.. and found out i learnt many things fast.. i even timed my self.. 20 secs all i took to make a packet.. sounds good for a beginner ah? haha.. then sometimes for some larger order.. i must deliver their meal to their table.. fancy seeing davin do that? laugh at him man.. i alway put on a smile and say thank you.. ok here comes the most dreadful part.. washing plates and utensils.. the basin is quite low for me.. ok i'm not that tall.. but i have to bend over.. i have to use my hands to swamp thru the leftover foods, used tissue paper, saliva, sauce, chilli, oil and other disgusting stuff in the container of plates and rubbish.. when i'm outside i wont even touch anything close to that.. my bro came later asked if i ate.. i said no.. cause if i ate and wash the stuffs.. i will vomit after seeing all those disgusting rubbish and left overs.. have to wash the stalls up after that too.. did many other tiring stuff, too long to continue.. haha.. but i really pity and love my Mum that why i came down to help her.. i'm not yet 18.. big and strong.. do such work for 5 hours and super tire.. what about mum? a lady doing it from 6am to 8pm every day except sunday.. i understand why she use the term.. my sweat and blood money that i earn.. so will think twice when i spend my money on useless stuff.. i only take 80 from her every week even though my expense is close to 200 per week.. i pay my own school fees.. gym and transport.. i hate my dad sometimes.. he's not a real man.. leaving my mum to work there and go off drinking.. i really need to go down and whack up all his drinking buddies who always force him there.. i been thinking about it for sometime.. fark them.. makes my blood boil.. mum ask me to help pack the money for her.. she took a $50 note and insist i take it.. but i keep saying no need.. if she give money to her sisters for things bought on gathering.. she wont take no or she'll raise her voice at them cause she more elder than them.. but to me she wont.. cause she knew when i say no.. i wont change it to yes.. helping your mum does not mean she have to pay you.. money is not all that important, kinship is.. that's why i share such a good relationship with my mum that i cherish so much.. family always come first before money, way before money.. that's why i stop working to spend more time with them and my relative.. i love them all.. sighh.. wont go on or i might drop a tear.. haha.. nights people.. :D